I'm a well read grad student who's bluntly honest about all things, although I try to be most honest about myself.
So... my plan was to read four and then do homework, but stress just popped up, and I have literally zero pages to read for next week - and I've started on homework reading for the week after, actually.
This is riveting. Also, I can't stop laughing at this:
Every time I get to "...mustn't black... ..out!" the laughter bubbles up.
It's probably because a superpowered five year old punched him in the penis.